The Sandbox

And I would go
 And I would go everyday... almost to the sandbox
 And...'cause I loved the sandbox so much
 And...'cause I had my pail and my shovel
 And, and my shovel
 And I would play in my sandbox
 And it would be so fun
 And I would make mountains in the sand
 And would have so much fun
 And and, but one day I went to the sand box
 And it was so sad
 And I cried and I cried
 Because someone took a dutie in my sandbox!
 Some one took a dutie in my sand box!
 And, and, and that was so bad
 And, and, and, that was so bad
 And that was so disgusting
 And how could they do that?
 And that was so bad
 And I didnt see it
 And I sat... right down in it
 And it felt swishy
 And I got up and I cried and I cried and I cried
 And... why didn't they clean up after themselves?
 Why didn they clean up the mess?
 And. and, and now my pants are dirty and
 I'm crying
 And I'm crying
 And I'm crying
 And I'm never going to the sand box again!
 I'm never going to the sand box again!
 And I hate everybody!